I just woke up from an incredibly long dream. In this dream, I was single, I was in charge of throwing a church concert on an airplane. In front of a small town.
I had a huge crush on the guitar player. I wanted to date him. He was a Ryan Gosling look a like, or maybe it was him. I mean. I was throwing a church concert. In an airplane. In addition, I wasn't scared out of my mind to sing and talk before a huge crowd.
I woke up feeling incredibly guilty. Like I purposely wanted to cheat on my husband. Or maybe it was guilt that when I woke up I did not feel incredibly guilty that I would like to have sex with the guy, if given an opportunity.
I mean. Ryan Gosling? Singing well, while playing a guitar?!
According to my impeccable calculations, I have a one in a billion chance of meeting Ryan Gosling and us screwing our brains out. So why feel guilty on those kind of odds?
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